let me feed you!

After Paul got home, he took a shower then headed over to his friend's place where they played risk, drinking cheap beer and smoking weed and lasting until the wee hours of the morning, before he finally lost, coming in a close second place.

By the time he got home, it was late, and he passed out, forgetting to set his alarm.

The next morning, he woke up slowly, getting dressed and hopping in the shower before he even bothered to check his phone, and by that time it was already 12:30.

"Fuck," he groaned, rushing to put on his pants before heading out the door, looking around to make sure no one was around as he walked over to Valerie's.

He almost knocked, then remembered his orders, opening the door and letting himself in, finding Valerie waiting for him a few feet inside the door, naked, on her knees, her giant, lucious tits bare, an emerald green collar around her neck and a leash in her hand.

"I was starting to worry," she whimpered, looking down at the ground.

"I'm sorry about that, pet," Paul smiled, walking up to her and rubbing her face, and she nuzzled against his hand, closing her eyes.

"Mmm, I missed you," She moaned.

"And what's this?" Paul asked, taking the leash from her and pulling her face up to look at him.

"Oh, well, um," she stammered, her face blushing. "I went out and bought it, because, well, I'm your pet now."

Paul watched her blushing and fumbling over her words, smiling as she did her best to avoid his eye contact.

"I am your pet, right?" She asked, and Paul couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Yes, you're my pet," he told her, and she slowly leaned forward, latching onto his legs, rubbing her face against his thighs. "I own you now, you belong to me."

"Oh!" She gushed, shaking her head. "Oh Paul! sir!"

"Yes, pet?" He asked, and she stared up at him.

"Can I be your kitten? Will you call me kitten?" She begged, looking away, blushing.

"Yes, kitten, of course," he told her, reaching down and petting her.

"Oh! Thank you, sir!" She bounced, rubbing against his touch. "Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

"Well, no, but I suppose I could use some coffee," he shrugged, and she bounced up.

"Ok!" She smiled. "May I- may I make you some?"

"Yes, kitten," he told her, and she groaned, standing up.

"Wait for me outside?" She asked, unclipping the leash and handing it to him. "I'll only be a few minutes, but it's a beautiful day."

"Sounds good," he smiled as he pocketed the leash, walking outside and sitting down at the patio table, leaning back and checking his phone as he waited.

It took a little longer than he'd expected, but when she came out she was holding a tray with two cups of coffee, black, a small bowl with sugar and tiny spoons, and a little cup with cream in it, as well as a plate of small brown doughy balls that smelled delicious.

"I know you said you weren't hungry," she smiled, setting the tray down before him. "But I made you beignets, I hope you like them."

"Hmm, what are they?" Paul asked, picking one up, but it was still a little too hot and he set it back down.

"They're donuts, basically," Valerie giggled. "How do you like your coffee?"

"Cream, one sugar," he told her, and she began making him a cup.

"May I- may I please sit in your lap?" She asked, and Paul sat up, patting his knee.

"Of course, kitten," he told her, and she gently took her place on him, nuzzling up to him.

Her tits were right there in his face, and he could feel his cock getting harder by the second. He leaned forward, groping and kissing them, biting and sucking on her nipples.

"Oh! Thank you sir!" She groaned, wrapping her arms around his neck, her long fingernails digging into his skin as she squirmed and giggled.

"Sir! Sir!" She moaned as he bit her. "Please! Let me feed you!"

"Mmmm, I'm enjoying my breakfast already," he told her, and she laughed, pulling his hair and groaning, before he finally let go.

"Ok, ok, they do smell delicious," he smiled, reaching for one, but she grabbed his hand and wrapped both her hands around it before he could grab one.

"Please, sir, let me feed you!" She begged, smiling as she pushed his hand to her breast.